Big, Easy and Hot
New Orleans has always been an attractor to me. I'd wanted to go there many times, but never really had the opportunity. So, when my boss called me into his office, and told me he wanted me to fly down there and make a presentation with him, I jumped on it.
He and I flew down from Boston business class, and checked into a room with double beds. He explained we were on a tight budget, and he wanted to use some of the money to have a few good meals on the company. I didn't see anything wrong with that, and as long as he didn't parade around naked and give me hardons, I didn't think I'd have a problem.
Dan, my boss, is a married man, and has a family of three kids. I'm married too, but my wife Joan, is a lesbian, who needed a husband, like I needed a beard to rise in the corporate culture in which we each earned our living. Joan and her lover occupy the left side of the duplex we own, and I live alone on the right. I haven't had a steady guy in several years, mainly because I've devoted all my time and effort to getting ahead in the company.
It was late when we checked in, so we decided to order some room service, and hit the sack so we would be refreshed for our meeting first thing in the morning. While we waited for the food to arrive, we broke open the bar, and had a drink. We'd started to relax, shoes kicked off, and coats hung in the closet with ties. looped around the collars. We were sitting at the table in the room just bullshitting about the trip, the city and what possibilities it offered.
"You know," Dan said, taking a sip. "I've heard the Big Easy is a very gay town." I froze a little, thinking I didn't want to hear the putdown that was coming next.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. Have you ever wondered what it would be like to make love to another man?" My jaw nearly dropped to the floor. I looked at him with what must have appeared to be total shock.
"Actually," I stuttered, when I got my wits back. "I haven't. Have you?" He took another swallow deliberately, and sat his glass on the table. He nodded, and then looked straight at me.
"Actually, I have. A lot. Every day to be truthful. I think about making love to you."
"What?!"
"I'm sorry if that makes you uncomfortable, but it's the truth. I know you're a married man, but I also know your wife, has a lover."
"How do you know that?"
"I've followed you. I've watched you through the windows of your house, and I know she always sleeps with her lover, and you usually sleep alone."
"Why would you do a thing like that Dan?"
"It's like this. I haven't been interested in sex with my wife in years. She feels it's only to make kids, and we've got all the kids we can afford already. She's pretty much stopped taking care of my needs, and apparently doesn't have any herself. I've told her I'm unhappy, and that I want to find someone else. We've agreed not to divorce, until the kids are all out of the house, which happens next year. My son finally heads off to college." A knock on the door, and the waiter let himself in with our food cart. Dan signed for it, and locked and dead bolted the door as the waiter left examining how big a tip he had added.
"I know you're gay," he said, sitting my hamburger in front of me. He set his on the table, and sat down again.
"So what are you getting at Dan?"
"What I'm getting at, is I'd like to ask you to...to...do it with me."
"You mean fuck, suck, jack off?"
"Yes. All of it. I've never had an actual experience, except for once a long time ago, when I went into a men's room at a rest stop on the freeway. There was a hole in the wall between toilets, and this guy asked to suck my cock. I was horny, and I let him. It was probably the best sex I've ever had. Every thing else, has been like just getting off. I dreamed about that guy's mouth for years. About a year ago, I started dreaming about yours.
"Why did you pick me?"
"I don't know really, maybe I picked up on little mannerisms, the words you choose when you get excited about something. I don't know. I followed you home for a year, at least three times a week, trying to make certain I wasn't imagining something that was just wishful thinking on my part."
"Let's eat before it gets any colder." I chewed my food, thinking about what he'd told me. I have always found Dan to be a likable sort of guy, but I must admit I've never thought of him carnally. I figured he was married and not in circulation. I had to reassess the situation. Being a sexual partner with my boss could definitely have some benefits. Maybe some drawbacks as well. What if this was a passing fantasy, and afterwards he wakes up from his dream thinking he's made a mistake. My job would dissolve like cum in air.
"You know Dan," I said, swallowing my last bite of food. "Sex with another man can be painful. Especially if you aren't used to it."
"I know it can. I read books about it, and I've ordered some things through the mail to help get me accustomed to it. In fact, I'm wearing one of my favorites now." I looked at him questioning.
"What are you talking about?"
"Butt plugs. I've got a big one inside me right this moment. I put it in before I picked you up to catch the plane. Do you use things like that too?"
"I never have. Of course, my first sex with another male happened when I was fifteen, and it's been pretty regular since then."
"Tell me about it?"
"What? My first time?" He nodded. "There was a kid I went to high school with. He was a year ahead of me, and really a bully. I used to walk to and from school, which was about three miles each way. He started following me one day, calling me names like fruit fly, and pansy. I didn't know what he was talking about, and I told him to stop, but he said he wouldn't stop until I did something for him. There was a thick stand of trees that came down to the road about halfway between the house, and school. He caught me and dragged me into the woods, and far enough away from the street so we couldn't be seen. There were a few cars parked along the road there, and occasionally, I could see men walking along trails through the underbrush.
"Jerry dragged me into a kind of grotto the trees formed. There was a feeling of privacy, although it didn't really exist. He told me to get my pants off, and started taking his own pants off. I asked him what he was planning to do, and he said he wanted to play with my dick, and he wanted me to play with his. He threatened to beat me up if I didn't do it.
He and I stood there, jerking on each other's dicks, and I was so damn horny, I shot my load right away. Jerry hadn't cum yet, and he begged me to suck his for him. I didn't want to get a beating, so I bent over and took him into my mouth. About then, this older man, came into the grotto, and pulled out his cock, and started jacking off while he watched us. He was saying things like it was so hot, and fucking sexy to watch two young studs getting it on together. He got down behind me, and started licking my asshole with his hot tongue, and I nearly came again it was so fucking hot.
He stood up behind me, and spit on his dick head, and the next thing I knew, I was screaming for him to take it out of me. I thought I was being split in half. His cock was a giant compared to mine, and he had me gripped tight by the hips, and he started to fuck me. It wasn't long before the pain turned to pleasure, and he had me hard and in his hand jerking on my dong while he fucked me. When he came, my ass never felt so good, and I knew right then, I wanted it to happen again.
"When the guy finished, he pulled his big bone out of my butt, and made Jerry lick him clean of my ass fluids. When he was gone, Jerry told me he was going to fuck me too, because he hadn't gotten his nut yet. I just turned around and bent over offering him my butthole. He didn't feel half as good as the older man, but it was better than nothing. He came real fast in my asshole, because he said fucking me was hot.
"I started hanging out in the woods after school. I'd occasionally see Jerry there, and he always fucked me, but what I really wanted was big adult dick. I got my share, and soon had several guys who would invite me over to sort of do their yards or something, but instead, they fucked me and paid me for it. It was safer than the woods, because the police sometimes sent undercover men in there to catch fags.
"So Dan how much adult dick do you have?" I rubbed his leg under the table, and ran my hand over his bulging cock. He shivered when I touched him, and I pushed my chair back and stood up. My cock was hard, and tenting my suit pants. He followed me, and we stripped off our clothes. His cock looked to be about eleven inches to my ten, and when I dropped to my knees, and lathered it up with my spit, he moaned and shivered locking his knees from the pleasure.
I slipped a latex sock over him, and rummaged in my bag for some lube. I always carry it, because you never know when a cock is going to spring up for attention. I laid myself on the edge of the bed, an spread my legs, greasing my hole with three fingers.
"All right big guy, fuck me with that thing." He stepped between my legs, an as droplets of sweat formed on his chest, he presented the huge flaring head to my hole, and pushed into me. He drove it to the bottom, and I groaned with the fullness of it. I reached over his buns, and found his crack. A butt plug the size of his own cock, was buried to the hilt in his ass. I gripped it in my fist, and pulled it out until just the head was left in him. He shuddered, and I felt his mass leaving me as well. He paused at the very edge, and started back into my hole. I pushed his plug, and it sank into the depths of his ass.
"Oh fuck me man," I hissed in his ear, and felt him begin another stroke. I tried to match him stroke for stroke with his butt plug, but somewhere along the way, he went delirious, and started humping my ass like a rabbit. My hand ached, so I plugged him up again, and just let him work his magic with his cock. When he started grunting, and plowing my asshole like a monster fucker, I could feel his big cum tube contracting and squirting his spunk deep into my guts. I felt so high from his fucking, my own cock, started contracting and gushing. Cum slicked our bodies and mixed with sweat, we slid against each other, mingling the scents of sex and sweat into a heady perfume.
"Man, that was one great fuck Dan. You ever fuck your wife that way?"
"She never liked me to go all the way inside her. She complained it hurt her too much."
"Fuck man, I couldn't get enough of that dick. Baby you can have my ass anytime." He pulled his softening flesh pole out of my ass, and stripped the rubber off.
"How long before you can do me?" He knotted the rubber, and dropped it in an ashtray.
"Lets go take a shower." In the stall, I soaped him, and he me, and after several minutes of stroking and kissing, he knelt in the flowing stream, letting it wash over his head, and took my thickening cock into his mouth. He wasn't experienced, and I had a little trouble with his teeth getting in the way, but before long, he was working out the kinks, and my old bell clapper stood up strong and proud. I pulled him up, kissed him, and turned off the water. I told him to stay in the shower, and zipped into the bedroom for another rubber. I was covered by the time I stepped back in behind him, my shaft bouncing and jerking in anticipation. I pulled his big butt plug out, and immediately fucked myself to the hilt into his body. He moaned, and began to tremble.
"Oh god that feels good. So much better that that rubber dildo." He dropped his head between his shoulders, and spread his hands for support against the shower wall, and moaned for me to fuck his ass for the first time. I wasted nothing in the way of motion, and was soon plowing him from all possible directions. I could tell when I was striking pay dirt, he'd rise up on his toes, and his head would shake from side to side. Finally, he started humping his hips like he was fucking air, and without touching himself, his big cock started spraying jism everywhere. It looked like a Jackson Pollack painting in black and white against the black marble of the shower. He straightened up, and pushed off the wall. He twisted his arms over his shoulder, and pulled my head around. He forced his tongue down my throat, and just then my dick erupted. I humped his butt, shooting squirt after squirt of spunk into the condom. We froze in that position, lips locked together, connected at the cock and ass, and stayed that way until my dick was finally soft enough to slip out of him.
We slept in the same bed that night, and had a wonderful three days in the hotel after our meetings. Thank got for room service, or we would have starved. He's put in a proposal to the higher ups to promote me to being his executive assistant, and a substantial raise in pay. He spends almost every night with me at my place, and Joan jokingly complains about the fucking noise we make until all hours.
We've become good friends as well, and the two of us have many things in common besides the fact our dicks fit each other's assholes so well. Dan's a great guy, he's seven years my senior, but then I've always had a thing for big adult dicks.
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